There will be no sex in this part and if it discourages you from reading it ; I apologize. Those of you who do n't like, I hope you enjoy. This is a dead part.



***A Stranger in the Cemetery***

The sky was darker than normal as I made my way habitation from school. The malarky drubbing and ululation, scattering all in leaves in all centering. The branches on the naked trees waving as the brisk cool air swirled around me. A tawdry bonanza of thunder can be heard in the near space, followed by a steady mist of rainwater bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became labored and noticed the storm will likely compound ; spotting the gray blanket of cloud racing though the grey sky. I needed to hurry to the dry confines of my family before I got drenched. I took a left routine to the.only known cutoff ; Rivers sharpness Cemetery.

The rusty logic gate creaked when I opened it which sent gelidity down my spine. I hated this piazza as very much as everyone else in the neighborhood. The hearsay I heard from when I was a child never left me, now filling my straits as I looked at the crumbling tombstone and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, masses that encroachment into the necropolis never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the material body of a human being like silhouette of soul or something lurking the eerie grounds.. Flickers of light only from which a dancing fire on a candle can create would mysteriously enlighten the dour abandon church, causing it to glow like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and overleap Stephanie Graf and got the eerie feeling someone or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. goose skin and coldness quiver along with the natural chill in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the expose flesh on the back of my neck tingle and the hairsbreadth to stiffen. I was beginning to get freaked out. I needed to compose myself before I hurt myself from passing out.

I sat on one of the dozens of broken and crumbling gravestone and just gazed upon my environment. This was n't my first time here, however as the other multitude in my town did, I avoided this place like the plague because of the chilling rumor. My eyes scanned the scene looking for any proof of the rumour, My eyes fix on the old run down church. Its windows boarded and paint shedding. I study the pickle in the wickedness boarded windows looking for any sign of light, and to my succor they remained wickedness and spooky. My middle wandered on looking for the threatening fog or mist, the lone thing I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This place looks as exanimate as the torso buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my brain is playing conjuring trick about being frighten by a crowd of puerility humorous tarradiddle that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my haversack from the ground brushing the dead dry leaves off and get around it around my berm, shaking my mind as I let myself consider this meaninglessness. The pelting started to come down a bit heavier so I picked up the pace walking home.

My mind was racing with all the thoughts about how I let a bunch of food waste scare me and I was n't paying care as I walked with my head down when I suddenly crashed in something, knocking me on my ass to the mud. I looked up into the light fog I have n't noticed and saw a anatomy I could n't make out. I squinted through the drizzle and swirling fog but I could n't make out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a hand to me.

'' Sorry, '' I mumbled feeling embarrassed about my stiffness, reaching for the unknown hand.

'' No problem, but you should be more careful. You could 've hurt someone or yourself there sonny, '' He replies pulling me to my feet.

The alien does n't let my manus go right away but something felt mysterious about it. I took a quick peep at the hand in mine but it looked normal except for a long fingernail on his index finger which I found odd. I quickly stir my gaze to his brass, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red eyes and his school-age child were slitted like a cats. His typeface was wan as the good lunation. He has disgraceful lips with flyspeck red stains randomly placed. His hair is a lurch black along with ignitor streaks of gray and lily-white. His mouth curled into a grin exhibit yellowed decaying teeth, which also have red stains.

'' Forgive my issue young lad. My name is Fredrick Von Zepher III and I reside at this mansion, '' The man said in a crackling voice, lifting an arm towards the church, gesturing he lived there. `` I welcome all visitors. ``

Fredrick has n't loosened his adhesive friction on my hand. My vox shake. `` Nice to meet you sir, I 'm King John Timmons. ``

'' Well John, since we have been formally acquainted ; please care to join me inside ? '' Fredrick nods with a creepy smile, nodding towards the gloomy church.

I gave the man another nimble glance over as millions of questions about his visual aspect came to mind, let alone the unfamiliar accent he spoke. There 's no way I was going with this unknown anywhere, even if his morals were thoroughly. I pulled my paw from his reach with a jerk, making eye link into his strange eyes that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your kindness and generosity, but I need to be getting to my dwelling house. ``

'' Why the spate my boy, '' Fredrick spoke almost in a whisper never breaking the eye physical contact we maintained.

I did n't need to be natural or anything so speaking in a calm shivering voice, my fear returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably apprehensive ; I have a massive amount of homework to carry out, and please do n't lease this the amiss way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't confide you. Besides, if I do n't allow for now I 'll be late for dinner. ``

Fredrick nods, `` I understand your concern, but I 'd be honored if you join me. I can help thou with homework because I have hundred worth of noesis. I can put a roof over yard nous until this disconsolate storm passes. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me be intimate. Thy can trust me. ``

The import he mentioned he had centuries worth of noesis, the man in front of me became more creepy. His wardrobe captured my tending. It was from like a time way before I was thought of, maybe before my grandparents existence. Fredrick 's clothes looked like they were worn by the men in the pictures I 've seen of the 1700 's, possibly earlier.

'' Thanks, but no thanks, '' I once again rejected his invitation. `` Maybe I 'll see you around, '' I said walking away from the still stranger.

Fredrick grabs my shoulder joint surprising me, causing me to excite, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my sentiment, causing a sense of panic to envelope me.

'' chiliad is making me wild my boy. I 'm showering thou with my generous pass, yet thou declines them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a hiss, gently placing a cold hand on my nerve and turning my head locking our heart once again. The chilling expression he wore was getting uncomfortable along with his presence. `` I 'm done trying to be nice, now I demand thou to conjoin me. If K again fail to meet my requirement, you 'll suffer the upshot, '' He spoke with an immorality feeling causing his hot dry hint to invade my nostrils.

The grip he had on my articulatio humeri hurt and with a shot of Adrenalin, I ripped myself from his icy manus and ran. The mud, puddle and dead leaves making my sprint more difficult as my human foot sank in the wet dry land. The rump of my pant pegleg feeling heavy from the debris clinging. My shoe 's squeaking with every step from the moisture filling the insides. The cemetery gate is growing with each footstep as it neared. My chest hurt from breathing the common cold air so agile. I slowed my pace to a lazy jog thinking I 'm home free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the soft saturated basis. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot whiz on my neck, followed by a discriminating burning bother. My capitulum was pinned to the background so I had no idea what is happening as my dead body felt paralyzed for a moment.

bit later the stranger loosens his hold allowing me to move a slight. `` See chiliad when thy come back my boy. I 'll answer any doubt thy may ask of me the in effect to my knowledge, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's voice whispers into my right ear before yanking me to my human foot with a intensity so great.

My neck opening began to numb, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the Lapplander spot for a while. The feeling you get when someone places their frigidity paw on you after holding ice cream. I place my own deal to the side of my neck and felt a thick wetness which caused me to pull away quickly. A sudden wafture of lightheadedness washed over me seeing the iniquity red substance known as blood smeared into my decoration. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with horror. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before young lad, I 'll answer thou questions the following time we shall meet. Now if I were thou, I 'd be hurrying house before the alteration. ``

'' Your wrong old man ! You 'll never see me again, '' I said with a sudden confidence trying to wee myself look brave.

'' Trust me, thou will search me out sooner then thou think and I 'll be here, '' Fredrick replies turning and walking back towards the run down church.

My center were getting impenetrable like I have n't slept in 24-hour interval. My nerve are shaking, my muscles began to tighten up. I 'm still lightheaded along with a megrim creep in. `` What 's happening to me ? '' I yelled to the disappearing shape in the space ; my own voice sounding sapless and hoarse as if I 've been in a concert. Realizing I was n't getting a reply and just standing there with these sensations coursing through my trunk I did n't finger a minute ago ; I gingerly began my journey home.

***

I awoke in a frigidity effort, my consistency drenched like the dew on the morning grass, my face clenching to the pillow. What a nightmare I thought stealing a glance at the clock that read 4:38 am. My psyche playing the dream over and over like a bad re-run. I sat up with a sudden intense hunger I 've never felt before that erased the dream in an New York minute from my head. I rubbed the eternal rest away not before feeling the heat radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the restroom to rinse the rest of the sopor away, I notice the theater seems brighter than normal despite the 60 minutes. I reach to take away my contact 's thinking maybe I forgot to take them out, and to my surprise they were n't there and I did n't recollect twice about it.

Out of habit, I flip the bathroom light on and almost simultaneously, let out a loud yell ; almost a scream as the bright light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my eyes adjusted to the swarthiness immediately. I shook it off and turned the water on, gazing at my reflection in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wound on the right side of my neck, the aspiration rushing back like a deep in thought memory. This time at the end of the dream, I saw the face that sent shudder down my spikelet. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out tatty. `` It ca n't be ! '' I backed away from my reflection, my eyes still locked on the wound. `` It was only a pipe dream ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wound and to my horror it 's still moist from the profligate. It 's not a dream I thought as I looked at my wear still damp from the rain with the dried mud stains on the nominal head of my tee shirt. I looked further down my body and I still have on the same jeans I 've worn to school, along with my sneakers, both are dirty with debris.

The light again illuminates the shadowy darkness, causing me to shout out as the burning getting even to my oculus, basking my visual sense in a sheet of blanched. I shield the visible light with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a conflict field. `` change state it out ! Turn it out, '' I yell almost in a fit of tears.

'' Bro, you alright ? I heard you screaming and talking to yourself from my way, '' My Sister asks in a balmy voice, cutting off the light.

'' Alice, something 's ill-timed ! I ca n't excuse it because I do n't have a go at it what exactly it is, '' My voice trembling.

'' What do you find ? '' Her vocalisation never losing the softness.

'' My body feel like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing pain. My ... My ... Just attend my hands are shaking for no intellect, '' My phonation shaky from the fear.

'' Oh my John, your headspring is scorching, '' Alice call after resting a deal against my forehead. `` I think you got sick, especially coming dwelling house in those wet clothes and sleeping in them. ``

'' Uh Alice, I do n't think I remember coming house earlier, '' I said after a long secrecy, trying to replay the twenty-four hours events.

'' Yeah, you came home, mumbled something and went straight to bed. ``

There was another long pause of silence as I again tried to recollect my day, but all I can remember is the cemetery and zippo after that. Suddenly a thumping noise bursts out of no where as I cock my brain listening to the familiar sound I could n't grasp at the moment.

'' John ... '' Alice starts but I put a handwriting up.

'' Shh, You hear that, '' I said in a serenity tone searching for the source.

'' Hear what ? ``

'' It sounds almost like a bosom trouncing. ``

Alice gives me a funny facial expression, `` I think it 's time for you to get some eternal rest. I 've only been here for a few minutes, but you are seriously acting Wyrd. Not only that but you look fearful. your tegument is pale, you cried when the Inner Light was turned on. Your listening haphazardness that are n't there. What else is amiss with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

I let out a sigh, `` Maybe your rightfield, a niggling eternal rest will work wonders. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped cold. I caught an aroma I 've never experienced. `` Hey you smell good by the way. Is that a new shampoo or fragrance you are wearing. ``

She gives me a singular stare, `` No, but you seriously want some eternal rest. ``

I just shrugged it off as Alice dragged me to my way without another word. However sleep did n't come easily due to the massive distractions going on in my chief. opinion of what is wrong with me haunted my ability to sleep. Who was the alien in the burying ground ? Why did he lash out me ? Why am I feeling like hoot ? Why ... ? Why ... ? motion flooded me like water bursting through a upset dam. One interrogative kept coming back. What is happening to me ?

***

dayspring came before I knew it. My alarm was beeping ; telling me that it is meter to get motivated. I cracked my middle open slowly, but the secondment the illumination touched them, it burned like hell. `` nookie, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside table, retrieving a pair of sunglasses and putting them on. I again unresolved my center slowly and the glasses helped because I could see, and as they adjusted to the light, I looked around curiously. It seemed to me my eyes adjusted better in the darkness the previous nighttime, then they are doing now. The sun had a reflection to it that seemed strange, but I could not explain it.

I walked to the bathroom to reduce the confides of my bladder, and as I 'm urinating I notice something seems out of place or missing. For some reason or other the bathroom looked larger then it normally does and I just could n't put a finger on it at the moment.

I left the privy without a second view and bump into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling better ? ``

I shrugged, `` Actually I do, considering last dark I felt like I was gon na die. ``

Alice shook her principal, `` Your lying Hollywood. ``

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right mind wear 's shades in the menage ; your still sick as a shade. `` She reaches up and places a hired man on my brow, `` Jezz, you feel ice frigidness considering you were burning up last Night, but your telling me your fine. Who are you trying to take in ? ``

When she touched my forehead, different emotions flooded my sense of right and wrong, and the thirstiness I 've felt the nighttime before came back with a vengeance. `` Allie, I 'm finely, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't believe. ``

'' Saint John the Apostle, go get some more sleep alright. ``

A sensory faculty of sorrow and concern coursed through me. That puzzled me because I was not feeling like that at the minute. I gazed into Alice 's eyes and the emotions I felt hit me even stronger.

It ca n't be, I thought as I could record the emotions hiding behind her stare. It 's insufferable, no one can understand another person like this. Again that inquiry came up. What is happening to me ?

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My judgement about to explode until my alarm clock chased them away with its annoying call option. I looked at the clip and I was running late for shoal, so I rushed to the kitchen to satisfy my unearthly hunger. The morning goodness of Baron Verulam and ball did minuscule to fill me up. The solid food not tasting pleasant played a small role.

'' You know you look ridiculous wearing those shadowiness in the house ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

'' Then have em off blank shell. Why are you wearing em anyway ? ``

'' The light source Nathan Birnbaum my eyes, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your eyes literal warm, '' Alice says crossing the elbow room to stand in front of me, `` I wan na make sure as shooting there is no serious equipment casualty o.k. ``

I hesitated for a second, `` surely I guessing, but the min I yell put them back on ; alright. ``

'' Oh stop being a big babe, '' Alice says arrival for the glasses and removing them slowly.

Instantly the light burns and I force my eyes shut. `` Open them. I cant see, '' Alice replies smacking my shoulder. I open my eyes briefly, but the painfulness is so bad, I began to pull as Alice lets out a loud gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my eyes feeling like chiliad of needles impaling themselves into me.

'' Wow, '' Alice breathes as she slips the drinking glass back onto my face.

'' What 's wrongfulness ? '' My vocalisation squeaking with concern.

Alice just keeps smile, `` Wow ! Your eyes are the most beautiful nicety of blue I 've ever witnessed. ``

'' Huh, my oculus are always disconsolate ; I was born with them you know. ``

'' Bro, have you ever seen how blue the ocean is on a straighten out cheery day ? fountainhead need that for an representative except your eyes are a lot igniter. It 's breathtaking. God I 've never seen something so elegant. ``

'' Uh Alice, I hate to rain on your parade, but you do get it on your describing my eyes right. Your brother. It 's a piddling creepy do n't you think ? ``

'' I know, but I 've never seen anything quite like it. What did you do, get new impinging ? ``

'' zippo different sis, but it 's clock time to get ready for school. So lets get moving. ``

As I was making my way to the lav to finish the rest of my forenoon rituals I hear Alice yell. `` You should winkle those eyes at school. I guarantee the other daughter will bootlick over them. Maybe you could actually get a date. ``

That remark lifted my spirits until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my toothbrush into the cesspit not believing the scene in forepart of me, and let out a terrorize shriek, knocking the bathroom many-sided provision to the storey with a smash. My horrified chemical reaction caused such a loud rumpus I did n't receipt Alice 's presence until I heard her speak.

'' What 's wrong ? '' Her phonation filled with heartwarming concern.

I did n't answer. My brain was too overtake with discombobulation, veneration, and mainly unbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her aspect, not wanting her to see the sight that will forever stalk me for the rest period of days. All my Recent veneration came to life. This was not a dream, but the beginning of a terrifying nightmare. As I gazed into the mirror the same query haunted with me. What the inferno is happening ?